A/N: Hi, this is my first story ever, so please let me know how it is! May do a mini-sequel if I get enough of a response!

It started when she woke up in the mornings. It was unexplainable. She went to bed and fell asleep fine, but in the morning, it was like she had been up all night; she was sore and exhausted.

The next sign something was off was the bruise on the side of her neck. Everyone harassed her about her hickey on her neck to the point where she had to wear a scarf around the castle. It wasn't a hickey though; she was sure of it. She wasn't even kissing anyone, much less exchanging hickeys. Besides, the boys she would get with wouldn't leave hickeys in such visible places… except for Ron, ugh. Thank goodness she got rid of him before things became too serious.

The next thing weird was her suitemate's strange behavior. The Head Girl and Head Boy shared a bathroom and a common area, and it normally worked out fine. It didn't matter that the Head Boy was Draco Malfoy, they got along reasonably well. She helped him with his school-wide ostracism due to the Death Eater thing, and he taught her about various higher level potions he had learned in his time with Snape during the war. She did thoroughly love learning new things. However, Draco was acting oddly recently, as he had been a lot touchier when they were sitting together. In fact, he had even approached her while she was studying and had asked her if she would ever want to go public. Go public with what, she had no idea. She had just looked at him a little oddly, and he left muttering with defeat in his eyes. Who understands boys anyways…

The final straw was the rash. It came out of nowhere and damnit, it stung while she was in the shower. She decided it was time for an intervention and went to Ginny.

The immediate response was, "Hermione, who are you sleeping with?" But she wasn't sleeping with anyone, she swore it. "Are you sure? Has anyone been acting weird recently? Do you sleepwalk?"

"Oh God," was the response uttered to the realization that the last question helped her come to, as she did sleepwalk in her youth a couple of times.

And even bigger, "Oh God," was said as the second to last question processed in Hermione's mind completely, and then a whispered, "Draco…."